ASYA UNITED WE STAND #4 PART 22 EPILOGUE PG 94 (31/8) - Page 43

Its OK Srasthi, but come back soon 😊

Originally posted by: -Crazy4AsYa-

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HI GUYS!!

SO SORRY FOR DISAPPEARING JUST LIKE THAT...I WAS VERY BUSY SINCE LAST WEEK.

I AM FREE FOR NEXT FEW DAYS NOW AND WILL START WRITING TODAY...HOPEFULLY WILL BE ABLE TO UPDATE ON SATURDAY NIGHT...

PLEASE FORGIVE ME...I WAS SO SCREWED UP THAT WHEN I EVEN PUT A NOTE...I FORGOT TO MENTION THE PAGE NUMBER IN THE HEADING

WAIT FOR SOME MORE TIME...PLEASEEE!!!😳

~SRASHTI

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no need to be sorry yaar

Mujhe nai pata tu res kyon yaha :-\
Hope it's for an updt

Originally posted by: gowtu

Mujhe nai pata tu res kyon yaha :-\
Hope it's for an updt

na wo note dalne wali thi...
ff on temporary hold!!!

it was for the thank u note!!! 😆

HOLA GUYS!!!😃

I KNOW IT HAD BEEN TOO LONG AND YOU ALL HAVE FORGOTTEN WHAT I HAD WRITTEN IN THE LAST PART...😛

WELL ASAD WAS FLYING BACK AND NOW THIS MUCH EXPECTED UPDATE...ASYA REUNION (WITH A LITTLE SURPRISE IN IT)!!

ANOPAMA...YOU GUESSED IT RIGHTLY FEW UPDATES AGO...CLAPS FOR YOU!!

SO READ THE UPDATE, SPLIT UP IN TWO PARTS...WRITING AFTER ALMOST 2 WEEKS I FELT AS IF THERE WAS SOME PROBLEM WITH THE FLUENCY...JUST IGNORE IF YOU FEEL THE BREAKS HERE N THERE!! 😳

AND THANK YOU GUYS FOR ALL THE COMMENTS THAT YOU MADE FOR ME...I DIDN'T REPLY TO THEM PERSONALLY BUT IT MADE ME HAPPY TO SEE SO MUCH APPRECIATION...AND FEW NEW READERS TOO

HERE IT GOES!!

PART 21: RUN INTO MY ARMS...I WANNA FEEL YOU!!

BANNER CREDIT- ImmortalLove😊

Zoya's heart started thudding wildly as soon as she heard the announcement about Asad's flight landing shortly after. She closed her eyes and took deep breaths to calm herself. She could see everywhere...all around people were waiting for their stars to come. Gleeful whispers and anticipation to meet them was on everyone's nerves but no one was as overwhelmed as Zoya. Her heart was being haywire on the prospect of seeing him in real after an eternity. She waited impatiently for his arrival...her heart in her mouth with each passing second...

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Asad tightened his seat-belt as instructed and grinned as soon as he realized that within few minutes he'll be standing next to Zoya. Ayaan teased him on seeing his elaborate blush...

"Kis ke khayalon mein khoye ho Asad miyan??"

"Ayaan!!"

"Bhabhijaan ke??" he waggled his eyebrows.

As soon as Asad set foot on the ground, he could feel emotions bubbling within him...he felt that Zoya was somewhere near. He just wanted to run to her and engulf her in his arms but he had to follow the rules. "Just few more minutes..." He thought to himself.

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Zoya looked at her watch, it was already fifteen minutes since his flight had landed and there was no sign of him. She whipped her head in all possible directions to see him but alas! She pouted cutely and murmured looking above, "Allah Miyaan!! Send him soon...I am dying to see him."

On the other hand, Asad collected his luggage as fast as he could do and walked with brisk steps and poor Ayaan had to run to catch up with him.

"Asad!! What's the hurry man?? Itna intezaar kiya hai 5 minute aur sahi!! I am feeling like Milka Singh already!!" Ayaan huffed and pleaded with Asad to slow down.

"Ayaan, you don't know how it feels. I can't wait to see her...I know she's here and I want to hug her as close as possible. Keep walking!!" he said, his voice full of emotions.

Ayaan shook his head and let him walk as fast as he wanted. He smiled seeing how impatient he was to see his lady love. Seeing him so much desperate for Zoya, he silently wished to God that whoever comes in his life...their love should be as pure as Asad and Zoya. His brain clicked at the name Zoya. He had seen her twice...both the time as a portrait. He thought was she really that beautiful or was it Asad's love that made her look so. He followed Asad silently, lost in himself. He was excited to meet Zoya, whatever he had heard from Asad, she was a fun person and he was sure that they'll strike it very soon.

"Watch out Bhabhijaan!! Your devar is coming!" he grinned devilishly.

Asad blinked his eyes mortified on seeing the huge crowd that waited for him near the airport exit. Cameras flashed...Asad turned to Ayaan to see him foolishly posing for the photographers. He nudged him and asked in a whisper, "What is all this Ayaan?"

"As if you don't know!! They are here to welcome us...afterall, we brought so much name and fame for the country."Ayaan boasted while Asad rolled his eyes.

Till that time they have been surrounded by personnels from various media groups who were continuously bombarding them with numerous questions. Asad ansewered in monosyllables, all the while his eyes kept searching for that someone whom he craved to see. His eyes stopped on a face which seemed glowing enough to make the moon hide itself in shame. He relished seeing her after a long time and could see that she was trying to breakthrough the crowd but due to the extremely bustling enthusiasm to meet Asad and Ayaan people pushed each other...poor Zoya kept trying until she was frustrated and stood there, slightly miffed at him that he didn't even see her. "Happy with his new found success...ab biwi ki kya zaroorat??" she thought to herself.

Asad saw her looking dejected and withdrawing herself. Her face which sparkled amongst the crowd, now fell down and he could see that she was irked. He tried taking a step towards her but was stopped by a young journalist who had made her way to him and was continuously drooling at him, "Mr. Asad, how do you feel today?? Seeing all these people here...who didn't even know you??" she asked, pronouncing his name in a flirtatious tone.

Asad was no heads to anything or anyone...his heart wanted to run out and be with Zoya. Ayaan turned towards him when he didn't answer and looking at him...his gaze fixed at a distant point, he scrutinized the crowd and immediately saw the one who'd held his interest. "Time to be in a rescue mode!!" he exclaimed to himself while turning towards the expecting girl who was still waiting for Asad to speak up.

"Miss, let me tell you that it's the best feeling to be at home...with your loved ones!!" he politely answered. Her face fell down on seeing him answer but is she a journalist if she's not stubborn and nosy!! She again spoke up, "Thank you Mr. Bashir! And you Mr. Khan?..."Mr. Khan??" she looked around confusedly when she couldn't find Asad at his place.

Suddenly there was a roar amongst the crowd and Ayaan stood on his toes to see what the commotion was about. All the journalists were throwing themselves at Asad to ask him several questions but he had eyes only at the target...his girl standing at a far end...waiting for him.

People gave way as they saw Asad walking in a daze. All of them were curious to know what was even more endearing to him then the attention he was getting. Heads turned and what they saw made them speechless...

Zoya stood with her head bowed down, muttering to herself in anger. "I am waiting for him since ages and these people...they are not even letting me see him properly..."

"Now can you see me properly Zoya?" he asked in a heavy yet loving tone of voice.

She looked up to find him in front of her. She blinked her eyes repeatedly to confirm that she wasn't hallucinating. Last time she saw him, she remembered him being handsome but today...he was someone whose charm squeezed her insides...seeing him so close after months made her sway on her feet. Asad forwarded his hands for her to hold and she did as asked for.

Their hands entwined with each other...perfectly moulded. He clasped her palms and kissed them lightly, lifting them to his lips. Zoya closed her eyes and let the tears flow that she'd been holding for so long.

Asad shook his head in denial. She looked him directly into his eyes after a while...her eyes full of love for him. His breathing deepened on seeing her decked in a pink saree, in which she looked like an angel descended down from heavens... just for him.

Zoya's condition was no better. In his casuals, with his charming smile giving away his happiness...he looked nothing less than Adonis himself!!

Their eyes locked with each other and the whole world around them was forgotten. It was only them...Asad and Zoya...engulfed in the bubble of their love!!

"You look breathtaking..." his eyes conveyed to her...when you love someone, you don't need words to describe what you feel for them. Asad's eyes admired her and Zoya's were as efficient to catch his admiring gaze.

"As if you look anything less..." her shy eyes lowered seeing him gazing at her from top to bottom.

"I missed you..."

"Not more than me!!" there was a certain challenge in her eyes.

"I am so happy to see you for real after so long. You haven't changed..." His eyes shimmered in appreciation.

"And you!! You are looking even more handsome than I remember..."her blushing cheeks highlighted her beauty and Asad just couldn't resist the urge to mould her within him. He slightly tugged at her hands that he was holding and she willingly came crashing into his chest. Her heart picked up pace as if it was dormant for so long...his proximity forced it to feel alive again.

"Zoya..." his first words left his mouth and Zoya felt as if someone was singing a soulful melody in her ears...hearing her name in his husky voice...how much she missed it!! She snuggled further into him and let herself consumed by his warmth. Her sniffs alerted Asad and he tightened his hold on her, "I am back Zoya...ab main kabhi aapko chodke nahi jaunga!!" he promised to her as well as himself, kissing the top of her head.

Someone from the crowd clapped and soon the crowd erupted clapping and hooting...even Ayaan couldn't help himself from whistling and cheering. The love story that was an unsaid tale of their hearts, emerged as a sensational real life romance for all the news channels...they busied themselves in clicking every moment of this passionate reunion while Asad proudly held his wife close to him, declaring to the world that she was his cherished treasure and Zoya looked at his exultant face...she thanked the almighty for finally bringing them close together. She looked at Asad and as if sensing her gaze on him, he turned around and once again, a non-stoping sequence of their eye-locks ensued.

Ayaan finally reached the car that he was supposed to be going in after politely shooing away the journalists and inviting them to the gathering that was to be held next evening. When he reached there, he saw Zoya wrapped around Asad's torso resting her head on his shoulder while he lovingly smoothned her hairs. Ayaan has to clear his throat several times to break their romantic trance.

"Give a break to your romance and let me introduce myself to my Bhabhi dearest...I am..."

"Ayaan!" Zoya exclaimed cutting him off and he bowed dramatically in front of her. She giggled and Asad rolled his eyes at his silly antics.

"Wow! I am famous..." He said side-hugging Zoya while Asad smacked his shoulder.

"Ouch!! No need to be violent! I am just being friendly. Waise bhi aapke saamne mera koi chance hi nahi...koi ladki mujhe dekhti bhi nahi!!" he pouted in exaggeration and Zoya giggled again.

"Bhabhi, seriously you are the only one who noticed me, otherwise all the female attention goes to this body-builder. Now I understand why he spent all his leisure time in the gym!!??"

"I know you because Asad mentioned you so many times. He was always telling me about how you've been such a good companion for him and I'm indebted to you for that." Zoya said smilingly.

"Well, thank you! But still he missed you like crazy. He just wanted to be with you...so that he can get lots of babies." He whispered the last part to himself but the widened eyes of the couple in front of him told that his secret joke wasn't a secret anymore. So, he just sat in the car quickly so as to save himself from the humiliation of seen being beaten in public.

CONTINUED IN THE NEXT POST😃

Asya and Ayaan reached home where all of the family members were eagerly waiting to welcome Asad. His eyes turned misty when he saw his little family happily waving at him. Najma and Anjum rushed to him and crushed him from both sides. He too hugged them back while playfully taunting Najma, "Najma you haven't changed and your daughter had inherited your traits too!!" Najma pouted while all others laughed.

Imraan and Azaad gave Asad a brotherly hug. At last, Humi came squealing, "Jeeju!!" she too hugged him tightly while he pretended to choke. "I think these suffocating hugs are a ritual in this family..."

"You are saved because you're back after such a long time!!!" she threatened him while he laughed.

Azaad brought his little boy to meet Asad while he looked lovingly at him. Asad held him in his arms and was reminded of little Anjum...how much he loved her. The boy stared at him with his big brown eyes while Asad cooed him. Seeing someone attending him so lovingly, he gurgled in appreciation while patting Asad's cheeks. Asad hugged the baby and sighed in happiness.

All of them were busy stuffing the boys with loads and loads of food while they looked at each other.

"Ayaan beta, yeh lo ek parantha aur!!" Haseena happily tried serving him.

"Nahi aunty..."

"Arre! Dekho yeh kuch khata hi nahi na islie yeh haal hai iska aur dekho, humara Asad bhi pardes mein kaise sukh ke kanta ho gaya hai!!" she complained while trying to force him to eat.

"Enough!!" Ayaan's voice boomed and everyone stopped eating and Asad tried to hold his hand and calm him down but he jerked it back.

"If you all don't want me to live here it's okay but..." he took a break to see all the horrified faces and burst out laughing.

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Little Anjum came running to Zoya and who was busy gushing over her husband who was being adored by everyone in the family. Poor soul didn't even get a moment in peace with his dear wife who seemed as impatient as him to break the barrier holding them apart.

"Zoya mumani! Koi aunty-uncle aapse milne aaye hain!" she announced and everyone looked at Zoya. She'd taken a day off from her work and then who would have came here...no one was so close that they'll personally come and wish her. All looked confusedly at each other while she stood up to go and meet the guests.

"I am coming with you too." Asad said and Zoya denied saying that she'll call for him if it was needed.

A loud crash was heard by everyone and Asad froze. Seconds after Zoya went out, this thing happened. Asad ran towards the living room...everyone following him close behind. Asad reached there to see a sobbing and trembling Zoya while Anjum stuck to her pallu, afraid at seeing her like that.

Asad held her trembling form and she hugged him like her life depended on it. He whispered soothing words into her ears. "What happened Zoya? What happened??" he asked while rubbing her arms.

Zoya wasn't even in the state of saying anything and just pointed towards the entrance where stood those people who made Asad's eyes widen with shock...his hands fisted and he was looking like a lion that was ready to roar and attack.

"What are you all doing here?" he asked fiercely while those three people foolishly smiled at him.

"Asad beta, bahut bahut Mubarak! Hum toh yahan tumhe aur Zoya ko Mubarak-bad dene aaye hain." Razia said in her sugar-coated voice while Tanveer eyed Asad shyly. As soon as they were going to set there foot in the house, Asad held his head out for forbidding them.

"Thank you and now I just want you to leave." He said as calmly as he can while the morons just stood there shamelessly.

"Asad, we've come here at our daughter's place...is this a way to treat your in-laws??" Gaffur finally let out.

"DAUGHTER?" Asad tightly held Zoya's collapsing form and roared at them. "Which daughter? Whom you sold to marry a worthless insane? Whose life you all sacrificed for satisfying your hunger for money. Where were you when she cried every night when I insulted her...hurt her? Where were you when she needed you the most? What happiness have you given her so as are you saying that she's your daughter? She's my wife!! Only mine!! You have no rights on her...just go away!!" Asad took out all that he had against them for hurting Zoya, for doing things to her that a innocent girl like her never deserved.

"Asad, why are you angry? We know we've committed mistakes but now we want to repent and I am sure Zoya will give us that chance. Haina Zoya??" Razia again said in her fake pleading tone.

Asad looked at Zoya. He loosened his hold on her...how much ever he loved her but he didn't want to force his decisions on her. If it was her family that she was ready to accept, then he'll never stop her.

Zoya walked towards them and they shared a knowing smile amongst themselves. Zoya stood at a slight distance from them. She felt her lips quivering and for a second she didn't know how to react and what to say. The people that she had thought she had lost were here...standing hale and hearty in front of her eyes.

Asad rushed to her side and wound his arm around her shoulder...assuring her to speak whatever she felt.

"As much as I hated you that day when I came to know what you did with me, I am thankful to you that you all tied my fate with Asad. He is my everything and I can't imagine even a day without him." Zoya said with tears shining in her eyes.

She looked behind at the people she had gathered around her as she walked ahead holding Asad's hands...leaving behind her past life and the humiliation that her own blood relations gave her. She stared directly into the eyes of her so-called family and felt to speak up whatever she felt, "Asad has given me whatever I needed. Surely he was troubled enough to hurt me initially but no one can love me as he had!! And I too reciprocate his feelings. If he is not happy to have you here then I will never agree. His happiness is mine too!!" she noticed how Tanveer's face fell down and her parents looked stricken when she indirectly confessed her love for Asad.

"But Zoya..." Gaffur started but Zoya wasn't going to stop this time.

"THIS IS MY FAMILY!! Yeh log...jinhone mera har kadam pe saath diya...yeh hain meri family." Zoya pointed towards the people that truly had supported her through thick and thin.

"Zoya, you won't forgive your Ammi beta?" Razia was hell bent on convincing Zoya.

"Ammi? Have you ever treated me as your own daughter? Did you ever stop Tanveer from hurting me? Did you refuse when I was being sold for money? How can you be my ammi? I have only one Ammi..." She turned to a lady at her back and walked to her. "She's mine and Asad's Ammi...Dilshad Ammi!!" she proudly announced while kissing the back of her hands and Dilshad smiled at her.

"I want nothing more than these people whom I love and they love me back. If they aren't my blood relations, I don't care...we love each other from the bottom of our hearts. And if a family is something like you all, I am happy that I don't have one!!" she spat out and sat down besides Dilshad who was now confined on a wheel-chair. After that fateful night, she had been in coma for months and when she finally became conscious, she lost her walking ability due to the spinal injury that she'd had from the bullet.

Asad and Zoya were very happy to have her alive...her presence filled their gloomy selves with an enthusiasm to do something for her. Zoya put all her savings for getting her treated in a posh hospital. Slowly slowly, she recovered. She wasn't able to walk but she'd gained her self-confidence back and adapted herself on a wheel-chair. Asad finally appointed her as his attorney for whatever business and properties he had inherited from his mother's side, saying that he didn't want himself to induldge in that business who took away his parents from him. He wanted to do something of his own and had chosen his passion for painting as his career. With that in mind, he left for New York while Zoya stayed back as a dutiful daughter to take care of Dilshad.

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Everybody felt that it was better to leave Asad and Zoya alone after the trio left finally. Dilshad patted Zoya's head and then put her hand in Asad's, motioning them to go and spend time alone...just in each others proximity.

Asad laid on the bed with Zoya snuggled up against his chest. She was mindlessly running her fingers on his shoulders and chest. Asad was feeling a whirlwind of emotions within him but he wasn't so selfish to take advantage of Zoya's vulnerability.

"Asad?"

"Hmm..."

"I did the right thing na?"

"Yes! As long as you feel good, I don't care about anything and anyone in this world!"

Zoya's hand stopped hearing his declaration...just over his heart. She suddenly felt loved, lying so close to Asad made her jittery...but it felt right, it gave her the feeling that she belonged here and his arms were home for her.

"You just be with me Asad..."

"Always!" he put her palm on her hand over his heart. "See, I never felt so good in New York...even when Ayaan showed me so many chicks." He said absent-mindedly while Zoya got up in a jerk.

"Haww!! Ayaan! I won't leave him...this was what all he was teaching you??" she roared in anger and Asad pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.

"Did you touch any of those hot chicks??" she asked angrily and even in that situation he found her jealousy and anger cute.

"No! Never! I even scolded Ayaan for that stupid things." He explained but Zoya was lost in herself.

"Oh! Now I understand! You did all this body building for showing off to those girls. You...you didn't want to come back...you..." she connected the dots of her self-cooked story.

"Zoya!!" he jerked her out of her thoughts and she looked away angrily.

"It's not like that...I worked out because..." He trailed off and Zoya turned to him in curiosity.

"Because?" she asked in a whisper.

"Because my wife doesn't want a fat husband." He playfully repeated what she had once said to him before he went to New York.

Zoya finally smiled and pounced on him. She wound her arms around his torso and nuzzled into his neck. Asad smiled happily on finally being able to bring her to normality.

"Zoya, I bought a dress for you in New York. I want you too wear that for the party tomorrow." He said and Zoya blinked a yes.

"I want to see it!!" she withdrew her hands from Asad's body, in excitement of seeing her gift but freezed when she felt the curves on Asad's body beneath the thin fabric of his kurta.

Zoya traced those again and again and finally she stood up happily on the bed. She did a happy dance while Asad looked bewildered.

"What happened? Are you okay?" Asad asked pulling her down and hugging her while she slipped her hands beneath his kurta. Asad's eyes widened when he felt her doing that.

"Zo..."

"Six packs!!" she said like a fan-girl wandering in the dreams of her favorite rockstar. "How I wished to have a husband with these six packs...Thank you!!" she kissed his cheek while he just smirked on seeing her speaking so boldly.

"Don't you think I should get a reward for all this hard-work I have put in??" he raised his brows while she blushed seeing him going naughty all over again.

"No!" she showed her tongue to him and tried turning away but was it Asad if he let her go so easily!!?? He held her from her elbows and pulled her towards him.

"No cheating Mrs. Khan!!" he said while leaning forward and capturing her lips with his. The familiar tingling they felt made them euphoric. They kept kissing each other like crazy while Asad was happy that he had made her forget the sad moments that she had faced few hours ago. Contented, he kept himself indulged in the task while Zoya too reciprocated with a new found ferver.

Finally they were able to spend the much needed moments with each other before they were engulfed by sleep, cuddled to each other, as close as possible.

HMPH! DONE FINALLY!!

HOPE IT WAS WORTH YOUR TIME...AND I GAVE YOU ALL ASYA'S ROMANCE TOO!!

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NEXT UPDATE...UMMM...NEXT SATURDAY!

CYA SOON

STAY TUNED!! (HEY! IT RHYMES...)

~SRASHTI

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res...
unres...
beautiful update JD ...
finally aftr years AsYa met ... n it was a fantastic meet...
uff people were not allowing zoya to go upto asad... her fuse was ready to blow... agar aur thodi der hojati pata nahi kiski shahmat aajati 😉
ayaan hez himself always 😆 JD uske liye b ek ladki dhoondh lo. . bechara kb tak akela rahega... usse to US ki hot chicks b raas nahi aayi...😛...
oh zoya was going to kill him for this .
becharo ko akele tym spend hi nahi krne de rahe thay.
n thn the trouble tried to land...
AsYa stood together n shooed them off...
wese ye tanveer kis khushi mai was blushing n smiling 😡
Dilshaad is alive... ummm i had an idea about it ... 😊
ye lo milgaya alone tym to our asya...
ab babies banao 🤣 🤣
lol i kno abi aur thoda tym hai... confession is pending na...
continue soon

Originally posted by: aarzoo50

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